Surely the changing of leaves and temperatures is indicative of a season for change in us, as well. Enough consistent years of change in this very season of the year have led me to conclude that there is, indeed, an Autumn in all of our inner lives, too. Maybe it’s a vestige of schooling, or a result of the moon lingering longer every night but, at any rate, we’ve come to expect it. This go ‘round, I am consciously trying to surrender to the change and let it wash over our family. In reality, while it sounds flowery and metaphorical, seasons of change are usually unceremonious and unpretty; less like gentle moonlight and more like a flaming ball of fire. So, in an effort to focus on What Needs Tending (namely, finishing Rosie’s winter hat and praying to my favorite saints), I am leaving you with a few links that have been fuel for me, and are very worth the read.